Chapter 108: A Little Girl? Could She Be a Divine Doctor?!

Facing the morning light, Lu Zhanlin said softly,
“We should go home.”

Chu Yue nodded.
“Yeah, let’s go home. I miss Yuanbao. He’s probably waking up now. We can’t let him start the new year without his parents. I still need to give him a red envelope.”

The young couple set off along the village path.

The snow that fell last night had started melting under the rising sun, the patches of snow on the ground slowly disappearing.

As Chu Yue and Lu Zhanlin left the village, they brushed past a small figure with their head lowered. When the person saw Chu Yue and Lu Zhanlin, they immediately took several startled steps back and hid behind a corner.

Chu Yue noticed and glanced at the figure out of the corner of her eye. It was the blacksmith’s wife from last night—a middle-aged woman, her face full of sorrow and pale, her eyes red and swollen. Clearly, after Wang Chunling took her child away, she had silently cried all night without sleeping.

She was afraid of Lu Zhanlin’s military uniform, so upon seeing it, she quickly retreated.

Chu Yue didn’t stop for the woman and continued walking with Lu Zhanlin. Just as they reached the muddy road out of the village, they heard the sound of an engine approaching.

Perfect timing—it was Song Qi coming to pick them up.

Song Qi’s night hadn’t been peaceful either. After following Lu Zhanlin’s instructions to send Ling Jinhua and Wang Chunling back, Ling Jinhua had suddenly clung to him, complaining of chest discomfort, then crying about her injured arm, saying it was unbearably painful and nearly broken.

Song Qi wanted to leave, but Ling Jinhua refused. She finally plopped down on the ground, saying she might as well die this way and telling Song Qi to notify her son Zhou Zhijian to come collect her body.

What a scene it was…

Song Qi was only in his twenties and no match for such a hysterical woman. So in the end, Song Qi had no choice but to take Ling Jinhua to the medical squad to get her wound dressed, call a military doctor to see her late at night, and prepare food for the hungry Ling Jinhua.

Finally, after a whole night of fussing, Ling Jinhua was full, had taken painkillers, and her arm no longer hurt—she was finally willing to rest.

Only then was Song Qi able to leave and quickly drive over to pick up Lu Zhanlin.

“Commander Lu, Sister-in-law, sorry I’m late—”

Song Qi spoke as he approached them, but as he got closer, he suddenly froze!

What was that smell?!

How could it be so foul?!

Even more unbelievable—the smell was coming from Lu Zhanlin and Chu Yue themselves! A proud military commander and a beautiful woman from the compound—yet they both smelled so terribly bad.

And… it seemed like… the smell of mi tian gong (a derogatory slang referring to something foul or rotten).

Song Qi’s mouth immediately clamped shut. He didn’t dare speak, afraid the stink would enter his mouth as if he had eaten it.

Lu Zhanlin remained unbothered, completely unfazed by the odor on his body.

The last time Chu Yue smelled bad, it was because she had bought pig offal that day. Now, both husband and wife reeked of that same foul “mi tian gong” smell.

Lu Zhanlin walked over and patted Song Qi on the shoulder.
“Get in the car. We’re heading back to the compound.”

“Yes, Commander Lu!”

Song Qi held his breath and answered loudly, thinking to himself: This must be a test from the organization!

A good soldier isn’t afraid of blood or tears, so how could he be afraid of mi tian gong’s smell?

With that, Chu Yue and Lu Zhanlin got into the car, sitting together silently in the back seat. They even allowed Song Qi to roll down the window so the cold wind could blow in, a small kindness to him.

Lu Zhanlin lowered his head and spoke to Chu Yue, his magnetic voice gentle.
“The road home is long, and the path might be rough. It’ll take quite some time. Do you want to sleep for a while?”

Chu Yue noticed Lu Zhanlin quietly approaching and leaning on her shoulder.

The man’s military uniform, after a night of hardship, was no longer so clean, but his broad shoulders gave off a sense of security.

Maybe because Chu Yue subconsciously liked him, the first time they met on the train, after she had fallen asleep, she had unknowingly leaned on him.

At this moment, Chu Yue, still full of energy, looked at Lu Zhanlin’s shoulder, and a trace of fatigue welled up inside her body.

“Alright.”

Chu Yue softly responded, lowered her head, leaned against Lu Zhanlin’s shoulder, and closed her eyes to rest.

Lu Zhanlin silently lowered his shoulder a little more to compensate for their height difference, making it more comfortable for Chu Yue to lean on him.

He then reminded Song Qi, “Try to drive steadily, don’t go too fast.”

Song Qi had never seen Lu Zhanlin so gentle and tender before and was stunned for a while before regaining composure.

The engine slowly roared back to life and the vehicle drove off.

……

In Shilin Village, at the village commune.

After a whole night of hard work, the villagers were still full of spirit. They watched the newborn calf suckling milk from the mother cow and felt indescribably happy!

In these times, a cow’s life was even more valuable than a person’s!

At the same time, the old veterinarian who had been carried back by Han Shi over the mountain roads for two hours last night finally woke up after a deep sleep.

Upon waking and seeing the unfamiliar surroundings, the old vet scratched his white hair and wondered, “Did I really get drunk and walk through the night, and somehow end up in the next village?”

The old vet came out of the house, saw the gathered villagers, and then saw the newborn calf. Surprised, he asked, “It was born? How? When was it born?”

Could it be that after getting drunk, he not only walked at night but even delivered a calf in his dreams?

The villagers immediately began talking all at once, describing what happened last night.

“At that time, the mother cow had a difficult labor and couldn’t deliver for several hours. You were unconscious and couldn’t wake up. We were really worried. Captain Han’s feet were almost on fire!”

“Fortunately, Sister Song found a very skilled…” The villagers didn’t know Chu Yue’s name, so they used a different title, “a very skilled army officer’s wife!”

“Yes! Really skilled! She looked like such a young girl, maybe only seventeen or eighteen, but she knew how to deliver a calf. No wonder she could marry such an impressive officer.”

Listening to the villagers one after another, the old vet was utterly confused. What young girl? What difficult labor? What delivery?

In these nearby villages, besides him, who else knew how to deliver a cow? And handle a difficult labor?

Unable to figure out the situation, the old vet grabbed Han Shi, “Captain Han, quickly tell me what happened last night.”

Han Shi spoke clearly and briefly, summarizing the dangerous labor situation from last night in detail.

“…At that time, we really thought there’d be two deaths, both the cow and the calf… She first pushed it back in… then somehow managed… and when she pulled hard, the calf finally came out… amazing! Truly amazing!”

“Amazing… yes, amazing…” The old vet listened with admiration, stroking his goatee repeatedly, especially when hearing the steps Chu Yue took to handle the difficult birth, his eyes sparkled.

Such technique… such courage… how incredible.

The old vet lamented that he had been drunk and missed seeing it with his own eyes, murmuring, “Truly the pupil has surpassed the master… Could she be a miracle healer?”